Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Kuwait and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Symarip to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Qualms,
Brass Construction,
The Blackbyrds,
Lindisfarne,
Brand Nubian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter & Gordon,
The New Christs,
Rekid,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ronan,
The Wake,
Black Bananas,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mandrill,
Skriet,
Jandek,
Bronski Beat,
Chris & Cosey,
Con Funk Shun,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lou Reed,
Popol Vuh,
Ken Boothe,
Funkadelic,
Clear Light,
Chrome,
Trumans Water,
Sexual Harrassment,
U.S. Maple,
Tomorrow,
Anthony Braxton,
OOIOO,
Connie Case,
K-Klass,
Index,
Television,
Matthew Bourne,
The Invisible,
10cc,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quando Quango,
Derrick Morgan,
Vainqueur,
The Dead C,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Evens,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Divine Comedy,
Dual Sessions,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Andrew Hill,
Japan,
Sällskapet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lakeside,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.